When the world ends, Rosie Grimes is thrown into survival alongside Shane Walsh, her father's best friend, a former police officer, and the man who has been in her life since she was a kid. In the middle of blood, grief, and the collapse of everything they knew, their bond begins shifting into something neither of them should want, and neither of them can stop. 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐂 𝐗 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐡

Magnolia is one of the biggest up-and-coming pop-rock bands of the 1980s, but what happens when one member makes an accidental deal with the devil? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @angelsatellite NOT ACCEPTING TRANSLATIONS ONEDIRECTION/ROCK'N'ROLL/DRUGS/VIOLENCE/SEX/HARRYSTYLES/ROMANCE/1980s/MAFIA/EXPLICIT LANGUAGE

She was born to die. He was forced to live. HaymitchAbernathy x Fem!Oc The Hunger Games - Sunrise on the Reaping cover made by @dxrlingphxntom

― When Will Byers went missing, something took his place. Cassandra didn't know that the appearence of a monster from another dimension would bring her and her annoying neighbour, Steve, closer than ever. ❛ We could be heroes just for one day ❜ ⌠ steve harrington x fem! oc ⌡

lorenzo berkshire x fem! oc "𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪, 𝗜 𝗚𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗔 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝗚𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗜𝗧𝗦 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜 𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗧𝗛."

a killer instinct was coined in the early boxing world as a protective, cold mentality that surges to one's consciousness and turns one into a vicious defense practitioner. everyone has a killer instinct. for harry styles, that ruthless mentality always seemed to circle back to one singular thing - her. --- but she doesn't let me go far, keeping our faces inches apart and my lips curl up as i chew this gum in between my teeth. her fingers roughly press into my cheeks and she smiles back with a devilish, lustful glint in her eyes. "you're gonna want me in control more often after i'm done with you, baby." she whispers, taking me aback with the boldness of her statement as she simply smiles before letting go of my face with a light shove. i slowly scoff and she hums as i shake my head at her. "yeah? prove it." i taunt and she sinks her straight white teeth into her bottom lip with a smirk. --- || mature and explicit content, read at your own risk * ||

The city's best hitman and a precious little flower meet at Le papillon blue, New York's most notorious strip club. An angel on his shoulder that hes going to drag down to hell with him, what could go wrong? // I stood there, watching her. I was entranced; a lucid dream maybe. My blood seemed to heat every time she moved her body around that pole. I was stuck in some sort of lustful trance, unable to look anywhere but her, I didn't want to look anywhere but her. Every single move around that pole, every curve of her body, her waist, her hips, her neck; all seemed to provoke me, pull me deeper and deeper into that rabbit hole that I found myself not wanting to escape from. I was watching her, I was seeing proof, that she could go through hell, and still be an angel. *** Start date - August 10 2021 *** #1 in Harry #1 in dark #1 in Harrystyles #1 in Niallhoran #1 in ZaynMalik #1 in LouisTomlinson #1 in LiamPayne

Bloodletter. Everyone knows the name, but few know the man behind it. He's the most ruthless fighter in a local underground fight club, nicknamed for how often he makes his opponents bleed. When Zara Clark, an ambitious writer for her college newspaper, gets assigned the fighter as her next featured piece-nothing will stop her from getting her story. Especially not the cold, arrogant, closed-off man himself. The unexpected connection she feels to him when they finally meet throws her for a loop and she embarks on the wildest ride of her life, as she begins to uncover and unravel the man beneath the legend-Harry Styles. **This story contains strong sexual content and mature themes throughout. Reader's discretion is advised.** Started: March 2020 Finished: July 2021

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

Mature Content 18+ |AU| "Harlow you are the one person I hate the most in this entire fucking world!" Harry's yells as his finger is pointed directly at my face, teeth clenched with anger. "Yeah well news flash!" I swat his hand away. "You're pretty high up on my list too!" I huff out as I begin to walk away, annoyed and done with this conversation. "You're not fucking leaving!" Harry yells, grabbing hold of my wrist, squeezing it tightly and pulls be back to him. He shoves me against the mirrored wall, the glass cracking against my back. His face lowers so it is now level with mine. "Not before I show you just how much I hate you." * Harlow- An aspiring singer who is for now, a backup for the one and only Harry Styles; in more way than one. Harry- The worlds heartthrob who hides his true self so well, only showing the world what they want to see. Which is a golden boy who does no wrong. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Niall Horan #5 in One Direction #6 in Dylan O'Brien